The Valley

Deep in a forest lay a deep valley

There were rocks, broken bones

There lay bodies of the fallen, and burnt stones

Deep in the badlands, the wolves did rally

Marking their prey, marking their tally

To turn the fire towards their friends

Liars and thieves their words end

But behold, they would fall before the valley

The sun begins to shine and break,

Through the clouds, the storm approaching,

Crashes into light and bleeds in the sky

Horror! Horror! they cry for their sake

But it is too late, the win they are holding

Crush the bloody mass, the light will defy.